Wu Xiaoyao dealt with the black robe for the first time, and the other party opened his mouth to ask, and he said: "Disciple Wu Xiaoyao, meet the senior in the black robe!"

"You know me?"

The black robe looked at Wu Xiaoyao with interest, and his eyes were clearly asking, how do you know me?

"I don't know the black-robed seniors, and it is in vain to call yourself a disciple of the Burial Sword Villa!"

Wu Xiaoyao's sycophant is called a smooth one, and he came as soon as he opened his mouth, and the black robe was very satisfied after hearing it, nodded and smiled: "Not bad, you kid is very good!"

"The core disciples are the mainstay of the Burial Sword Villa, and you can be promoted to the core disciple at a young age, so naturally you are extraordinary. ”

The black robe said, glanced at Wu Xiaoyao, and continued: "As a core disciple, you are qualified to enter the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the secret realm is ten times different from the outside, you kid is blessed, go in!"

The black robe flicked his sleeves and signaled that the entrance to the Spirit Rain Secret Realm was behind him.

Ten times the difference in aura concentration?

Wu Xiaoyao couldn't believe his ears, and Wu Xiaoyao had no way to doubt the serious look of the black robe, so he could only find out with a skeptical attitude.

"Wu Xiaoyao!"

The pleasant sound came into his ears, and when Wu Xiaoyao turned around, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw Hua Jiaoyun approaching slightly panting.

"I've finally caught up with you, and your weapon will be returned to you!"

Hua Jiaoyun said as the bone spear flew out of her storage bag, and with a wave of Wu Xiaoyao's hand in the air, the bone spear fell into his hand.

Wu Xiaoyao held the bone spear and looked at Hua Jiaoyun gratefully, "Thank you!" If it weren't for Hua Jiaoyun, his bone spear wouldn't know whose hands it would fall into, and this sentence of gratitude was full of gratitude.

"Congratulations!"

Hua Jiaoyun glanced at Wu Xiaoyao deeply, turned around and left.

"The little girl is good, you kid is not shallow!"

The black robe looked at Hua Jiaoyun in the distance with a smile, and there was envy in his tone!

"The black-robed senior is also a man of temperament. ”

Wu Xiaoyao's feelings for Hua Jiaoyun are very subtle, and liking is more of a sense of identity, Hua Jiaoyun is recognized as the first beauty within a hundred miles of Xuantie City.

Looking at the appearance of the Burial Sword Villa, it is slightly higher than that of the Oriental Pearl, but Wu Xiaoyao does not want to think about these children's feelings in his heart.

Wu Xiaoyao felt that he owed Rou Xue, Rou Xue couldn't recover his memory, his heart was full of guilt, in this guilt, how could he think about other women.

"The little girl has affection for you, why should you reject people thousands of miles away!"

The black-robed eyes were like torches, staring at Wu Xiaoyao and asking the doubts in his heart.

Wu Xiaoyao didn't want to talk more about the friendship of his children, said goodbye to the black robe, and stepped into the secret realm of spiritual rain without looking back.

After Wu Xiaoyao stepped into the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm, he didn't see that Hua Jiaoyun was staring at the direction he was in the distance for a long time, and he refused to leave.

"What a rich aura!"

After stepping into the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm, Wu Xiaoyao felt that every time he took a breath of air, there was a thick aura in the air, which made him suddenly feel like he was going to die.

Wu Xiaoyao Lingnian summoned the soul condensation stone and white **, sat cross-legged, and Wu Xiaoyao looked at the second-level spirit sword given by the moon frost in his hand.

Wu Xiaoyao's spirit moved, bit his finger and dropped a drop of essence blood on the second-level flying sword, after the essence blood was integrated into the flying sword, Wu Xiaoyao had a feeling in his heart that the spirit of the flying sword could be controlled as he wanted.

The first-level flying sword requires the mantra of the flying sword, and the gap between the second-level flying sword and the first-level flying sword Wu Xiaoyao suddenly understood.

"It's not too late to study the second-level flying sword after going out, and it's imperative to take the opportunity to absorb more aura. ”

Wu Xiaoyao put away the second-level spirit sword, and with a movement of his spiritual thoughts, he summoned the three-eyed four-eared monkey from the spirit beast space ring.

The three-eyed and four-eared monkey Wu Ling climbed on Wu Xiaoyao's shoulder, patted Wu Xiaoyao's face with both hands, Wu Xiaoyao grinned and said: "I know you are happy, the aura is strong here, let's compete to see who can absorb it faster!"

"Squeak!"

The three-eyed and four-eared monkey Wu Ling cheered, and liked Wu Xiaoyao's proposal very much, the third eye on his forehead slowly opened, and a golden light condensed from the third eye shot out, and for a while, all the rich aura poured into the third eye.

"Good guy, come up with a killer weapon, I can't lose. Wu Xiaoyao smiled, his heart blossomed, the stronger the strength of the three-eyed and four-eared monkey martial spirit, the more he benefited from Wu Xiaoyao.

One person and one spirit monkey competed with each other, and they all worked hard to win the first place in absorbing spiritual energy.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Xiaoyao and the three-eyed and four-eared monkey Wu Ling have been cultivating for more than a year in the secret realm of Lingyu without hearing anything outside the window.

No one knows the secret of the formation of the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm, but the few people in the Burial Sword Villa who know the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm all believe that the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm is the most suitable place for cultivation, and naturally, those who are qualified to enter it are reluctant to come out.

Wu Xiaoyao has been cultivating in the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm for more than a year, and the difference between the concentration of spiritual energy in the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm and the outside is more than ten times, and selfless cultivation for one year is equivalent to ten years of cultivation!

Wu Xiaoyao didn't know how long he had been cultivating in the Spiritual Rain Secret Realm, he only felt that the spiritual juice condensed by the spiritual energy in his body was already saturated.

"Let's go! Get out of here. ”

Wu Xiaoyao had a feeling in his heart that he had reached a bottleneck, and it would be in vain if he couldn't break through and absorb more spiritual energy, the spiritual juice condensed by the spiritual energy in his body was saturated, and even if he absorbed it, it would overflow.

"Squeak!"

The three-eyed and four-eared monkey looked at Wu Xiaoyao pitifully, his eyes were clearly pleading, Wu Xiaoyao was happy, and said with a smile: "Little ghost, you don't want to leave?"

The three-eyed four-eared monkey nodded quite spiritually, Wu Xiaoyao touched Wu Ling's head, and muttered: "You will be happy, okay! Then I will go out first, and I will come to pick you up after a while." ”

Wu Xiaoyao's heart moved, and the person instantly appeared outside the Lingyu Secret Territory.

"Boy, can you give it up?"

The black robe said with a smile.

Wu Xiaoyao smiled and said with a puzzled expression: "Black-robed senior, the disciple has only been in for a while, and your words are like I have been in there for a long time." ”

The black robe said with a smile: "The concept of time is vague for cultivators, an epiphany of the strong is the passage of a hundred years, you have been in the spiritual rain secret realm for a full year, and deep down you think that it is only a short time, it is normal." ”

A year?

Wu Xiaoyao is completely sluggish!

"So long?"

Wu Xiaoyao let out a "coo" and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, incredulous.

"It's not a long time, the people who went in before were less than a few years, and more than ten years stayed inside, and there were not a few who forgot to come out. ”

Wu Xiaoyao ignored what the black robe said, he only had one thought in his heart, it has been a year, does the Poison Hand Medicine King still remember their agreement.

The Poison Hand Medicine King is Wu Xiaoyao's only hope at present, and the possibility of him recovering Rouxue's memory is all on the Poison Hand Medicine King, a year's accident, the agreement still exists?

"The owner of the village has passed down the order, if you come out, go back to your independent courtyard immediately, there is a senior who has been waiting for you!"

The words of the black robe made Wu Xiaoyao stop thinking nonsense, bid farewell to the black robe, and Wu Xiaoyao ran towards his independent courtyard.

Behind Wu Xiaoyao, the black robe had a smile on his face, and he thought: "The early stage of the Memory Realm is in the consummation realm, and breaking through the bottleneck will be the youngest disciple of the middle stage of the Memory Realm in the Burial Sword Villa, and the talent is not bad, but unfortunately I can't tell whether it is the fire attribute or the metallic nature in the five elements." ”

If Wu Xiaoyao knew the black robe's thoughts and told him that the attribute was water attribute, would the black robe be stunned?